Things keep being added to the to-do list; until, for some
of the things, they’re too late to do. Good ideas are stacking up and being stored
away; we’re thinking about major plans and minor goals – at 3am in the morning,
on the drive to work, when we’re out running, or grocery shopping.

We’re thinking about planting vegetables that will survive
the winter, about planning trips overseas, about brand management and business
plans, about university applications, about moving house, about packing up,
about something – anything – new. We’re scrabbling for a path that will free us
up a little, searching for the salve that soothes young restlessness.

I know we’re all kinda like this.

But another thing I know, as I reschedule another plan, or
put off chasing another idea, that as long as I can cross one thing off the
list each day, I’m making progress. Slow progress, no doubt, but inevitable,
indelible progress.